Chapter 143 Hidden Emotions

Lucille raised her eyebrows in amazement. Suddenly, she heard Joseph speak. His voice was heavy and muffled as if he was restraining something.

No one knew what hidden emotions there were in those eyes of his. His gaze was like a surging undercurrent, deep and bottomless, yet slightly cold and lonely.

He murmured, "Don't be afraid of me, Bobo."

Lucille was stunned. What was there to be afraid of?

Under her puzzled stare, Joseph took off his shirt completely.

The man's strong and buff chest was covered with scars of various sizes. Some were deep, and some were shallow. Even after several years, one could tell that those scars were once wounds that were nearly fatal.

Lucille sucked in a cold breath.

Most people would only have bruises on their bodies.

On Joseph's body, there were gunshot wounds, whip wounds, and other injuries from torture devices.